Poetry!
my beloved one
my sweet heart
my damsel
how pretty you are!
you never hurt me
you never rebuked me
How long did i miss you
I feel convict before you
It is not
you do not have any language
you do not have any word
you do not have any melody
you are as crystal as water
you sublime the melody of life
and takes its own shape
where fitted with
you have the expression
you have the impression
you have the patience
you have the courage
you are the eyes of blind
you are the ears of deaf
you are the voice of dumb
you are the power of timid
you are the emotion of nature
you manifest yourself in each device
with each moment of nature
you daily come by morning
in rainbow color
well dressed with
glittering sunrays
you manifest yourself
with chirping sound
you help me daily
in my office work
you make me sleep
with sound sleep
and sweet dreams
you twinkles in various stars
when night spreads on the earth
your all consciousness has risen up
upto the extreme memoir
to the depth of fragrance
never to end till decade
the universe in existence
A poetry is sweet heart of a poet that carries emotion and reflects the beauty of expression of amazing thought. Inner consciousness rises up with broadness of beauty of mind. An excellent poem is well penned...10
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Poetry is beloved and sweet heart. Revisiting this excellent poem I am really very happy. Whole consciousness has risen up through poetry. This is very true.